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ironhusband · 4 years

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Rhodey is better than Steve goodnight.

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Rhodey is told he wasn’t always obsessed with Captain America. His path to discovering the American hero wasn’t a short one.

His mother claimed his obsession with the patriotic symbol begun with a movie. It was a movie about a plane crash, and the whole family went. His little sister was horrified by the disaster movie, but Rhodey’s eyes sparkled as he thought of how he would fix the plane, how he would fly the passengers to safety. Already loving machines, the crash made Rhodey even more obsessed, loving the idea of being a pilot or building a plane. His teachers encouraged his interests, indulging him with stories about the Wright brothers and plane crashes and giving him plane models and sketches that Rhodey studied lovingly. His family was not happy, since the obsession came with plane toys littering the floor and Rhodey begging them to let him get on a plane, or better yet, fly one. The only one to give in was his uncle, who promised to help him build a plane. The plane was tiny but it flew, and Rhodey was ecstatic.

Once Rhodey grew a little bit older, he understood why he couldn’t fly a plane. At least not at that age. It didn’t mean he still didn’t want to.

“So how can I become a pilot?” Rhodey asked stubbornly one day.

“Well, Jimmy,” his mother begun to explain, “you could go to flight school. With your brains, you’d get right in.”

“Hmmm,” Rhodey responded, already knowing about that, but wanting a more practical solution to his career problem, “and then I can become a pilot?”

“Sure, you could fly lots of tourists,” his mother confirmed, “but you can also go to the air force. Become a fighter jet pilot.”

Rhodey seemed more interested in that, “air force?”

Since learning those words, Rhodey gained a new obsession. Once he was fifteen, he had his whole career planned out for him; he would go to MIT and study rocket science (he was always good at physics and won the science fair with his inventions without fail), and then he would be drafted, quickly rise through the ranks, until he was pilot, until he could fly.

That’s how he came to look up to Captain America as a role model.

For his fourteenth birthday, his parents took him to DC, to see the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. He was drawn to the Captain America exhibit. Logically, he knew that Captain America wasn’t a captain or part of the Air Force (he would always complain to Tony about it), but something else drew him to the patriotic symbol. Maybe it was how fast Rogers became an esteemed solider, how fame wasn’t enough of an influence for him, how he fought for the rights of minorities and against the nazis. It was all that that appealed to Rhodey.

When they left the museum, Rhodey’s arms were full of Captain America figurines, comics, posters and a few books with history and conspiracy theories.

His want to be a pilot then, combined everything he ever wanted. The sense of comrade he got from the choir, his patriotism and his will to change the world, his love for planes and rocket science, and the fact that he would be a superhero. A flying one.

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Contrary to popular belief Rhodey didn’t meet Tony through an engineering course or when they became roommates; he met him through a self-indulgent course Rhodey took about “Captain America: His History and His Impact”.

Rhodey caught Tony staring at the second lecture. He smirked at him, and Tony ducked his head and wouldn’t look him in the eye. He caught Tony looking at him other times too; while he was talking with his new friends, while he was piling food on his plate at the cafeteria, while he was doing homework in the library. Rhodey didn’t mind. He knew it was a coincidence and Tony wasn’t actually following him (Tony was far too busy for that). He never did anything about the puppy crush Tony had on Rhodey, until he found his stalker at his dorm room, his second year at MIT.

“I thought my request wouldn’t get approved,” Tony admitted, “I kind of admired you from afar. That’s creepy. Sorry. I don’t have a lot of friends.”

“It’s ok,” Rhodey promised, “I requested you too. Wanted to meet my stalker. After all, we seem to like a lot of the same things. Captain America, engineering, me.”

Tony laughed.

~~~

Tony and him grew closer while being roommates. Rhodey was right, they did have a lot in common. Like a knack for getting in trouble (and in Tony’s case, for getting caught), a talent of making pretty amazing robots and being naturals at annoying nicknames. Tony opened a lot of military doors for him, and Rhodey was the one to introduce Tony to junk food. Needless to say, eventually, Rhodey begun to crush on his roommate. Never did anything about it, however, because Tony was too young for him.

When Tony walked into his childhood bedroom, Rhodey quickly excused his obsession to his crush, "Mama left everything exactly the same. Jean had been begging her to give my room, but Mama refuses so..."

“Shit, man, I thought I would be the nerd between us.”

“You still are,” Rhodey teased.

Tony shook his head, “true. However, I think I became a little less of a Captain America nerd, since meeting you. You outshine him in every way.”

Rhodey can safely say this is when he fell in love.

~~~

Years passed, and as Rhodey became a pilot, as Rhodey got into more and more dangerous situations, Tony always told him “nothing my Captain America couldn’t do.” and then begun to sing “oh captain, my captain”. It was sappy and ridiculous, but it encouraged Rhodey on his dark days.

When Tony witnessed Rhodey have a panic attack for the first time, Rhodey asked him, still shaking, “am I still Captain America to you?”

Tony kissed his forehead, hugged him tight, “you’re still even better.”

~~~

The first time Rhodey met the infamous Captain, he wasn’t as happy as he thought he’d be. No, he was jealous. Jealous because he’d been in love with Tony for more than half of his life, and now that DADT was repealed and he could do something about it... Steve just swept in and took Tony from his grasp.

Tony sat smiling on the chair in front of him, leaning on Rogers’ arm. “You know, I used to call Rhodey modern Captain America. I guess that mantle is taken now that you’re back though.”

Rhodey’s heart clenched painfully. He still couldn’t believe Rogers took that from him.

Rogers nodded politely, “yes, I read your file, Colonel. You are deserving of that title, let me tell you that.”

“I agree,” Tony said, “I’ll just have to come up with a new nickname. After all, I did only call him that because you were such a role model to him. You guys will be friends now, so that will probably be awkward if he was still as big a fan.” Tony conspiratorially whispered to Steve, “he had a bit of a crush in you. Even more than me. I got you, though. Jealous, honeybear?”

Yes, Rhodey thought, but not in the way you think. He plastered on a teasing smile, though, and said “a little less jealous now that I know Captain America was willing to settle for you.”

Tony threw bread at him and Rhodey laughed. But his heart burned.

~~~

Rhodey didn’t stop admiring Steve up until the Civil War, as the media dubbed it. He knew his negative feelings towards him were only unfair jealousy, and he still appreciated him as a fellow Avenger.

Not anymore.

They were both supposed to be separate in hospital beds, but Tony climbed into Rhodey’s bed. They were about to fall asleep when Tony whispered in the darkness, “I feel bad for ruining Captain America for you.”

Rhodey’s eyes drifted open. Registering Tony’s words, Rhodey begun to speak. “You didn’t ruin him,” Rhodey promised, “I’m mad at Steve for betraying his team, for going against the accords, for causing the fight were I lost my legs. I’m not mad at him just because of you. And if I was, it wouldn’t have started now.”

Tony looked at him sharply at that, “what do you mean?”

“I mean that I was jealous of Steve's relationship with you,” Rhodey admitted, no longer willing to hide his feelings.

“You were?” Tony whispered, “you were jealous of him?”

“Yeah. I always wanted you.”

Tony looked away, trying to hide his tears, “I should have waited for you.”

“It’s ok,” Rhodey assured him, “we have all the time in the world from now on.”

#druwrites #ironhusbands #rhfe #rhodeytony #tonyrhodey #iron husbands #james rhodes #james rhodey rhodes #rhodey #tony stark #iron man #iron patriot #war machine #ironhusbands fanfic #ironhusbands fic #rhodeytony fic #rhodeytony fanfic

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anxiouslyfred · 4 years

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Reflections in Rooms

Summary: Roman and Remus are both aware that their rooms aren't exactly what people expect from them if anyone visits. When Patton visits his reaction to mistaking Remus's room for Roman's was something neither of them could have predicted.

Authors Note: I wanted to write something last week and began this with no clue where it was going. Today I finished it and still have no clue where it was going for the entire story. Sorry if it’s bewildering at all. I’m just playing.

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If you live in a room for long enough it becomes a reflection of you in a way people very often won’t understand.

Both Roman and Remus realised this as almost every time a friend came over they’d assume the wrong room was theirs.

Janus visiting was the first time they recognised why it happened. Their remark upon being corrected had been “But you’re so chaotic and have no regard for anything being organised. How on earth can this be your room, Remus?”

Roman was not sticking around to hear the lecture over how organised any important movements were nor how the things Remus hated and rebelled against were conformity and that was never synonymous with organisation. He already had the lecture memorised in case there was ever an instant of a their friends calling while they were out.

“This isn’t quite what I’d expect by a Princes bedroom, Roman. Have you seriously been hiding all the interesting things you love for all this time?” Virgil groused, when he first visited. They’d become friends through a creative writing club and had planned to work on a story together that evening. “Seriously we could have been rocking out together to these bands and you cannot say that you didn’t think I’d like them. Just look at me!”

At least Virgil’s confusion was different to the reactions Roman had gotten before. A few of his friends had gotten very worried over how low some of the snippets left on his desk suggested his self esteem was.

The reaction both brothers were stunned to witness was Patton’s when he first followed Roman home. They’d gotten talking near the end of the work day and it just felt right to invite him over to carry on chatting together and perhaps share some of the creations that he hadn’t shared with the team at work.

Roman had gone to make drinks, giving Patton directions to his room upstairs while he did so when he heard the yell. “Roman your friend isn’t letting me go! What on earth do I do?”

“Let him hug you and then direct him to my room, maybe?” He called back, raising an eyebrow at that reaction. Sure, Patton usually liked to hug everyone in greeting but refusing to let go of Remus was the opposite of how people usually reacted given the unfortunate scent that surrounded him.

“Still not going to free him. This is my new best friend now. He likes kittens!” Patton yelled back before one of his apologetic sounds could be heard, presumably as Remus corrected him to the pronouns for the day.

Once the drinks were finished Roman was finally able to find out what his friend meant. His sibling usually focused on oceanic creatures rather than anything on land so something must have changed.

“I'm drawing catfish, not kittens or cats or anything like that. What's your name anyway?” Remus was explaining, although the picture did currently only have a cats face on it. Patton was hanging off her back, only just letting Roman see the lilac choker that clarified her pronouns.

Entering the room Roman snickered a little, already knowing that from how Patton spoke some of Remus's drawings would probably cause concern. “He's Patton. What's it going to look like when you add the body and colour?”

“It's gonna have mangled limbs of twisted together legs and fins, and a scattered red and yellow mottled pattern mixing fur and scales all over its body. I need to make the eyes bigger though... or smaller, fish have small eyes right?” Remus described already turning to search images of fish so she could decide what size the eyes should be, clearly having decided to ignore Patton hanging onto her.

“Nooo.” Patton whined, reaching clearly with the intent to take the sketch and protect it from Remus's plans. “Pretty kitten.”

Remus still nodded, pushing the drawing out of reach and pulling a folder from beside her desk up. “Yep, it'll be a beautiful kitten, just like these ones.” She insisted, show casing her variety of finished artwork to Patton cheerfully ignoring any upset noises.

Roman was only just close enough to see the pages being turned, but had already seen his sisters art after it was completed enough to know the pages. At the start it would be trips into uncanny valley, all the things Remus saw in robotic attempts to recreate humans or poor game and film CGI designs of people sketched out again as she tried to work out what was so off about them. Then the pages would turn to gore, murder scenes they'd heard described in various books and news broadcasts that she wanted to imagine more vividly. Those ones had Patton almost crying and rushing Remus to move past them without giving any sources or descriptions of her thought process.

After the gore Remus had pages of just normal ocean life as she had wanted to perfect how light works under water before allowing herself more creative attempts. It was her latest project and she'd only moved onto creating her own designs of underwater animals in the last few months.

That was where Roman decided to interrupt again, “So have I lost my friend to you for the evening? I can head back to my room now, if so.”

“Don't be jealous cause I'm more interesting than a Disney fan, Prince Pukey.” Remus immediately countered, raising an eyebrow as she turned. “But you're more than welcome to take your friend back anytime if he'll let go of me.”

“Your friend too, Remus. You are my new kiddo and I need to see everything you've been creating. I love the sharks. They look like puppies, not as terrifying as the movies make them.” Patton tightened his grip, still hugging or clinging to Remus as though she'd run if he let go.

The siblings blink for a moment, Roman stunned that this guy from work essentially has declared Remus as a friend after knowing him an hour and Remus because this guy just walked into her room, seems aghast at any pictures of injuries, war or fighting but has basically just adopted her too. “Where on earth did you find this maniac, Ro, and are there any other I need to prepare to be adopted by?” Remus asks after a moment, folder forgotten in her hands.

“Work. Logan is my main other friend there and they aren't really the adopting type. They will probably criticise any creation scientifically though so I'm trying to avoid inviting him home.” Roman muttered, still taking in what had happened. “Padre, you have literally yelled for hours over anyone suggesting something close to the things Remus has been showing you when we're at work, what...?”

“We make shows for Kids, Roman! That's not an appropriate place for this type of stuff, but there's nothing wrong in Remus exploring such dark subjects as long as she let's people walk away if it gets to be too much.” Patton scolded lightly, grinning as soon as Roman shrugged in response, letting the explanation be left at that.

Patton never did get to see Roman's room on his first visit to their home, but he did make a new friend that he might never have met otherwise.

#creativitwins #roman sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #genderfluid remus #mentioned nonbinary logan #mentioned virgil #mentioned janus #making friends #human au

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takaraphoenix · 4 years

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For the fake exes prompt, Hijack with the house egging prompt?

‘im egging your house for a dare but your parent is a cop and they’re yelling at me so i told them that you were my ex and you wronged me and now you’re coming outside and please go along with this i don’t want to go to jail’ au

It was Halloween. Not necessarily Hiccup's favorite holiday, it was just too loud. He had never been much of a fan. So he was laying on his bed, sketching dragons while his younger step-brother was pacing the room, trying to put on his costume.

"You're a... marshmallow?", asked Hiccup curiously.

"What. No. I'm a robot", grunted Hiro offended. "You know, that big thing Tadashi is building."

Putting his sketch-book down, Hiccup took a closer look. "Right. You kind of do look like Baymax. Heh. That's adorable. Somehow, I expected something... less adorable from you."

"Why? He's our adorable little baby brother, Hiccup."

Hiro turned to glare fiercely at Tadashi as the oldest Haddock-Hamada brother was leaning against the doorway of the bedroom. Hiccup smiled faintly at them and picked his pencil up again. He loved his brothers very dearly. They had met through Hiro, who kept getting into trouble and kept getting himself and Tadashi, who always tried to bail him out, arrested. Repeatedly. Stoick Haddock, Hiccup's father, was the captain of the police station. Him and Cass Hamada started talking, about being single-parents, about their nerdy sons. And then they started talking outside of the police station, started dating. Now, Hiccup had a loving mother and two brothers.

"But you're not using Halloween as an excuse to go to another one of your bot-fights, right?"

"Tada—ashi, have some faith in your adorable little baby brother!", exclaimed Hiro offended.

Both Tadashi and Hiccup gave him an utterly unimpressed look at that, until he cracked. "Okay, okay, your accusations are not unfunded, however I actually do have plans with my friends."

"Friends", echoed Tadashi in disbelief, shaking his head. "My little baby brother, finally having friends. What are your plans then, Hiro?"

"Miguel is having a karaoke party at his place. Ever since his grandma stopped hating music, it's always a blast at their place", replied Hiro excitedly, bouncing a little.

"...Who's all going?", asked Hiccup curiously, exchanging a look with Tadashi.

"Well, Cupcake's coming. And Pippa. Monty. The twins, Caleb and Claude...", drawled Hiro.

"A—and Jamie Bennett?", asked both Tadashi and Hiccup at the same time.

"I mean, of course he is", grumbled Hiro, trying to hide his blush. "Whatever. I have places to be and cool people to hang out with. You two... stay here, be nerds, whatever."

His older brothers laughed while Hiro stormed out of the room. Teasing him was most definitely the most fun. Tadashi tilted his head as he looked at Hiccup, until Hiccup put his pen down again.

"What is it, Dashi?", asked Hiccup.

"Nothing. Just... wondering what your plans are", replied Tadashi casually before sitting down on the edge of Hiccup's bed. "Fred's throwing a costume-party. Everyone will be there. You could... come along too, you know. They'd be happy to see you."

"They're primarily your friends", grunted Hiccup and rolled his eyes.

"Okay. And why aren't you doing something with your friends then?", challenged Tadashi.

Hiccup paused at that. He had friends. But... if he was being honest, contact with them had kind of... run out, a bit. All his friends – Astrid, Snotlout, Tuffnut and Ruffnut – had gone to the sports-college. Astrid even had a boyfriend now; Eret. Hiccup should probably spend more time with his friends, but he felt like they were drifting apart; different interests, different colleges. As happened a lot with high school friendships, guessed Hiccup. Fishlegs, he was attending SFIT. The two had always been best friend, but nowadays Fishlegs was quite distracted with his new girlfriend – Heather, a girl Astrid had befriended in college. Hiccup... had a crush; one that wasn't going to lead anywhere anyway either so that wasn't an issue.

"C'mon, Hiccup. You can't spend all evening cooped up here", prodded Tadashi. "It's Halloween."

"You say that like it means something to me", drawled Hiccup dryly. "I am... not a fan of this day. You, go and dress up and have fun with the others. I'm happy right here."

Tadashi heaved a defeated sigh. "Okay, okay. I give up. Enjoy your solitude."

Hiccup rolled his eyes as Tadashi finally left. He was perfectly fine being right here. He didn't need to be among many people. He knew if the twins were there, there was going to be a lot of alcohol and nonsense and also it was kind of a frat party... which... especially when one wasn't even from that college, didn't seem very appealing. His mind wandered a little. His kind of crush had asked him to go trick or treating, but Jack was going with his own friends and Hiccup would feel awkward being kind of a fifth wheel there. Still, the idea of seeing Jack in a costume – any costume...

Hiccup blushed and glared at his drawing. He had been drawing Jack. Again. He kept doing that. It wasn't his fault; Jack was... amazing. Jackson Overland-St. North. The adopted son of their newest teacher at SFIT – Nicholas St. North, an absolute genius inventor. Jack was attending the art-college, where Honey Lemon was going too (and Cass insisted Hiccup should go too, but Hiccup focused on his education at SFIT, dual studies seemed just too much).

Jack was breathtaking, with his sparkly brown eyes and messy hazel hair, that mischievous, impish grin of his. And oh, he was so talented. And cheeky. Whenever he came over to SFIT, mostly to visit his adopted father and bring him lunch. They talked. Sometimes, Jack and Hiccup. And Hiccup, he had developed the biggest crush on Jack, only that he didn't know how to say it.

His pen scratched sharply over the paper as he heard loud noises from downstairs.

/break\

"I dare you to egg the house."

"Eugene, no", sighed Rapunzel, shaking her head at her boyfriend.

Eugene just grinned broadly and kissed his girlfriend's cheek before turning toward their shared best friend. "C'mon, Jack. It totally is your turn. It'll be fun."

And Jack allowed himself to be dared into it. Only that when the owners noticed and came out, there was a brief moment of utter terror overcoming both Jack and Eugene. That was the police captain, Stoick Haddock. Not only captain of the police station where Jack and Eugene may or may not be semi-regular guests for entirely unjustified reasons (minor pranks! And graffiti should not count as vandalism in Jack's opinion), he was also a wall of a man, so tall and broad. His upper arms were the size of Jack's head! Absolutely terrified did the boys stand there.

"What is the meaning of this?", barked Stoick out.

His wife, Cass Hamada (oh no. She was friends with Toothiana. Jack was never going to hear the end of this!), was right behind him, looking both concerned and disappointed. Eugene winced and tried to hide behind Jack, who just rolled his eyes at him. This was a problem. It became even more of a problem when Hiccup Haddock joined them outside – and oh. Maybe Jack should have seen the relations between Captain Haddock and Jack's crush... Jack winced.

"Did you brats seriously just egg the house of the police captain?", grunted Stoick unimpressed.

"I... I... I...", stammered Jack in distress. "I did it because Hiccup broke my heart."

Everyone stared at him in utter surprise at that, especially Hiccup. Jack tried to convey his intention to the other boy. Maybe Stoick would have pity with him – Cass certainly would – if they thought this was about a bad breakup. Please. He couldn't be taken to the precinct again. Nick and Toothiana had a limit to how often they were willing to bail him out...

"What? Hiccup!", exclaimed Cass, sounding very disappointed. "Why would you-"

There was silence for a moment as Hiccup stared at Jack pointedly, before he caved. "Yes. I... broke up with him because there was this... big project I had to work on. I had no time for distraction."

"Distraction?" The disappointment seemed to grow. "Hiccup Haddock, you will go and apologize to this boy and right that. I know your studies are very important to you, but you can't keep neglecting your social life. I expect that boy to come over for dinner next week!"

She ushered Hiccup outside before, impressively enough, dragging Stoick back inside before he could put his two cents in. Hiccup looked kind of lost as he approached Jack, Eugene and Rapunzel.

"That is one way of getting a boyfriend", noted Eugene surprised. "I mean, she definitely expects the two of you to 'get back together'. Come on, Raps, let's check on Lance and leave them to it."

Rapunzel smiled amused at Jack before the couple left. Blushing, Jack ducked his head when he noticed how much Hiccup was staring at him. And okay, he did look different. White-dyed hair, blue contacts, make-up to make him look paler than normal.

"Who... are you?", asked Hiccup softly. "I mean, the costume."

"I'm... Periwinkle", muttered Jack embarrassed, tugging on his fairy-wing. "Jamie's little sister wanted to be Tinkerbell but she didn't want to do it alone. My little sister dressed up as Bobble. You know, from the Tinkerbell movies. Periwinkle is Tinkerbell's snow-fairy-twin."

Hiccup nodded, his own cheeks red too. "That's... really cute. I mean, of you, for the girls."

"Yeah, we took them trick or treating. They're with... Eugene's friend Lance", nodded Jack slowly. "So... all of that was very embarrassed. I'm sorry, that was the first thing that came to my mind."

"It's... okay. I don't know how to explain to my mom that we 'didn't make up', but..."

"I mean we could just... you know...", suggested Jack with a daring look on his face. "Get together."

"...What", whispered Hiccup stunned.

"Do you wanna go out with me?", clarified Jack, cheeks red. "I... uh... like you."

"I like you too", replied Hiccup, ruffling his hair. "I'd... heh. I'd really like that."

Smiling brightly, Jack leaned in to kiss Hiccup's cheek before taking his hand. "C'mon. We're trick or treating and afterward, we're meeting at Moana's."

"What? I'm not even in costume, I-", protested Hiccup, just to be tugged along.

"Why? You're dressed as Hot Nerd. It's one of the top costumes of the year", teased Jack.

Hiccup simply sputtered as he was being pulled along, unable to argue with his boyfriend.

#HiJack #FrostCup #Hiccup Haddock #Jack Frost #The Haddock-Hamada Family #How to Train Your Dragon (2010)#Rise of the Guardians (2012)#DreamWorks #Anonymous #Phoe's Tumblr Drabbles

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fictionaldemon · 4 years

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Into the Unknown

Hey everyone! Hope you all have enjoyed the previous chapter but if you haven’t read it yet, follow the link.

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The sketch above is what Koi would look like and be wearing during her entrance exams. Don’t hate on my squiggles x.x

OC: Koiki Inagaki but likes to be called Koi Hair Color: Dark Navy Blue Eye Color: Orange Quirk: Darkness Solidification and Umbrageous

It was about 5am when I woke up for my jog with Katsuki. We have been doing this every morning to build our stamina for the entrance exams for the last 10 months. I offered for Izuku to join us but he said he had his own training going on so i respectfully left him to it focusing on my own. Once we did about 10 miles we took a water break.

“We’re getting better and better each day.” I commented. “Not a surprise. We are more than prepared for the entrance exam.” He agreed as he sipped his water. I couldn’t help but stare at the ground lost in thought. “Hey, why are you frowning?” He asked as he raised a brow in my direction. “What...what if I lose control during the exams?” “Don’t be stupid, you won’t.” “We don’t know that... I mean... this exam will make or break if i become a hero or not. What if...” He grabbed my arm roughly and pulled me into a tight embrace. I hugged back as I sighed taking in his scent. “There is no what ifs. No girlfriend of mine is ever going to fail or lose control. So keep that shit out of your mind.” I sniffled against his chest. It’s moments like this that I treasure Katsuki. He may have rough edges but he always knows how to soften up just enough to comfort me and only me. He pulled us a part and wiped the tear stains away from my face. “Alright enough worrying. Let finish our jog and get back to my place. We have to be at UA for orientation before 9.” I nodded in understanding and we started running back to his place.

We walked hand in hand to UA freshly showered and dressed in our uniform and on time. I noticed that Izuku was already here and walking in front of us as we got closer to the doors. I picked up my pace dragging Katsuki along much to his annoyance.

“Outta our way, Deku!” Katsuki called out. Izuku turned and I waved at him. “Don’t stand in front of me. I’ll kill you.” Karsuki threatened as he walked past. I let go of his hand at this point so I can greet my best friend properly.

“Morning! Let’s do our best.” Izuku stuttered to which my hothead ignored. I sighed. “Don’t worry abut him. How are you this morning? Are you ready?” I asked looking at my Izuku concerned. “Ye..yeah! I’m totally ready and prepared and we are going to do great and.” He said reassuringly as he started to walk away which lead him tripping over himself. I shrieked and threw a shadow below him ready to block his face from hitting the ground when another girl grabbed him as she walked by.

I watched in aww as he was floating as I released my shadow away. She helped him stand and get grounded. “It’s my quirk. I’m sorry for using it without asking first. But it’s be bad luck if you feel, right?” She apologized. Izuku was lost in a daze and I chuckled. “No worries. Thank you for stepping in!” I thanked her smiling in her direction. “Let’s do our best!” She smiled back and waved as she heading into the building. “Let’s do our best!” Izuku just started muttering in shock and embarrassment as I dragged him into the building. When we got to the auditorium where the orientation was held, we took the two seats that Katsuki was saving next to him.

We were greeted by Pro Hero Present Mic as he opened up the orientation. I felt bad for him that nobody was reciprocating the level of energy that he was looking for but I wasn’t going to be a fool to do so. I chuckled as I watched as Izuku was gushing over the loud hero. Katsuki told him to shut up which led me elbowing him in the stomach. “Don’t be mean.” I glared at him as he grunted in pain a little bit.

“After the presentation, you’ll head to the specified battle center, okay?” Present Mic instructed. We took a look at our cards to see which arena we were gonna be in. “In other words, they won’t let you work with your friends, huh?” Katsuki questioned. I looked over to see that he was in arena A. Looking to my other side Izuku was arena B, which left me to see that i was in arena C. “You’re right. Even though our examinee numbers are consecutive, we’re assigned to different battle centers.” Izuku commented in agreement. “Damn, now I can’t crush you.” Katsuki muttered. I sighed annoyed as Izuku sighed in relief.

A student that was a few rows in front of us stood up to ask a question. He started going on a rant about a misprint on the types of robots we would be facing and the reputation of the school before he turned around to face us. “In addition, you over there with the curly hair...you’ve been muttering this whole time, it’s distracting! If you are here on a pleasure trip, then you should leave immediately!”

Izuku blushed and apologized as some other students chuckled at his expense. I stood up annoyed. “Mind your business! We’re all overwhelmed with emotions of this exam. If his excitement and knowledge of pro heroes is a minor inconvenience for you that you can’t focus then maybe you should leave.” “I wasn’t speaking to you. Maybe you should not engage in conversation that wasn’t directed towards you. It’s unbecoming for a lady and an embarrassment to your peers.” I was stunned. I was ready to pounce on him as my eyes glowed. Katsuki grabbed me by the waist pulling me back to my seat while Izuku covered my mouth blocking any profanities from escaping.

“Alright, everyone settle down. Examinee Number 7111, thank you for pointing out the extra villain. The fourth type of villain is worth zero points.” We all were confused as he continued to explain and highly recommended that everyone avoided it. “Thank you very much. Please excuse the interruption!” the student bowed and sat back down. “Yeah i bet he’s sorry...asshat.” I muttered annoyed. katsuki chuckled while Izuku patted my shoulder.

Once we were excused, we were ordered to go change and then meet at our appropriate bus to our designated areas. Once I was changed I made my way to the buses. I saw Izuku off to the side lost in thought for a moment. When I got closer to him i tapped his shoulder. He jumped a little but turned towards me. ‘I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to go overboard and make a fool out of myself or you.” He blushed. “Oh... it’s ok. Really it is. You’re always looking out for me. I appreciate it.” He reassured. I pulled him into a tight hug. “You’re going to do great.” He sighed and hugged me back tight. “Thanks. You will too.” We let go of each other and went to our designated buses.

I was getting close to mine when a hand pulled me back causing me to turn and crash my lips against someone else. I blushed heavily as we separated to meet cocky red eyes and a dazzling smirk. “You didn’t think I was going to send you off without a good luck kiss, did you?” I chuckled as I kissed him one more time. “Good luck, Katz.” “Good luck, Koi.” He let me get on my bus and made his way to his.

Once we were at our designation, I started to do some quick breathing exercises to stay calm. When the doors opened, I ran along with everyone else to start destroying robots. At first it started as a few here and there. I observed that due to the large buildings there were various shadows I could work with. I decided to take advantage and travel through the shadows. As I floated in the darkness of the other world I was able to sense where all my openings were as well as where most robots were. I floated to the highest point of the building and flew out into reality. I created large spears surrounding my arms and sliced right into the head of the robot then forced the energy to slice right down the middle until it wasn’t operating.

This action caused a few more to head my way. I created a lasso with my shadow to grab the smallest of the robots and all the energy I could muster to toss it into the others which caused them to separate more to take them one by one. I continued on like this until five minutes has passed and I had over 30 points but who even knows if that is enough. I could feel liquid dripping from my nose and to the ground. Damn it. Am i really overdoing it more than I thought? I still have less than five minutes but it feels like this is going on longer than that. I had think what I can do differently to take these things out without passing out. I saw another robot heading towards me as the other students were taking care of their own. I ran towards it using enough shadow to cover my hands like boxing gloves. I’ll have to use more physical energy than mental to finish. This process took longer to take robots down but it did the job. When time was called I had about 53 points racked up. I sighed relieved that this was over.

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“Okei doki! But here’s a warning! It’s pretty long! So... if you’re okay with reading long things then here’s my story about my two character Rybocat and Miles!”

note: words in bold are lyrics to the song ‘Touch Tone Telephone’ by Lemon Demon!

I think it's time for you to know the awful truth The day they found Rybocat and announced him to the public. People came running from everywhere over the world. It was 1999! Why wouldn't they! They had just found not only a super computer, but a very cute cat one at the matter of fact! One that perfectly emulates emotions! It's the most advanced thing anybody had ever seen! The finest piece of technology! One with a conscious ultra super processor! They answer within seconds!

The truth about me, and the truth about you Rybocat found the attention fine. Eventually he was put on expedition for people to just visit him. He would help them or just chat. The people who wanted the chat though seemed to always just test his speech processors. Just to see how well he could understand everything. Several times Rybo claimed that he found the tests funny! He claims to be 100% natural. Nobody believed him considering he's all metal. They just thought the robot did this to stop itself from having a meltdown of "I'm just a robot." instead making it think "I am a person. I have a reason to be here." So it didn't self destruct itself

'Cause you're a brand new species The first time he's treated as a person. Someone real was a kid named Miles. He was apparently called a 'prodigy' which means he is much smarter than others his age. He may have been 16 but his mind was so much older! He knew how to perfectly calculate quantum physics. And the thing is that Miles didn't treat him as a robot. He treated him like another kid. They would have nice talks and jokes. They were friends! One day they were having a discussion and Miles said, "Ya know Rybo. You're not a machine at all. You're a brand new species of awesome cat! Super smart! We're a great team, do you think we'd be able to go to space one day with how smart we are?" Rybocat didn't stop thinking about that for the next week.

Big cat, space Nazis, Robert Stack Something that Rybo learnt is that Miles had a large fascination for Space and the Unknown. Things like aliens, bigfoot, supernatural theories. He believed that he can prove that they're real or at lease make them real with enough experimentation. Rybocat always supported him and would bring his own theories to the table.

God damn it, gonna snap, Leonard Nimoy Call me back (Call me back) Even though we talked about those things. Afterwards my scientist person who looks after me and keeps me powered made sure to always tell me that "You're just a robot remember Rybocat. And that even if that Miles child is smart. Some of the things he say are not true. He is just testing you." I knew he was lying. I could tell. The way Miles said things. He was always passionate about what he was saying and it was true but. The scientist man. Those words felt dead in and out. Rybo did not believe his caretaker and would continue chatting about the supernatural with his best friend Miles anyway.

I try to call you every day I'm rehearsing what to say when the truth comes out (Of my very own mouth) Sometimes when Miles was over he would just accidentally not respond to something he said because he was too busy being lost in the boy's voice and the way it elegantly explained his thoughts. Or he couldn't find the words of what to say because of he would wonder if the response would set off anything within Miles. He would try to calculate every outcome of responses. Sometimes the things Miles would say he just couldn't process and he would end up overheating! He couldn't think of how he was supposed too act when Miles would lightly grab his arm to show the newest sketch of a blueprint for his next project.

I've been working on a unified theory If I make it through tonight everybody's gonna hear me out Miles explains that his big project is gonna be a cool alien space ship. Because maybe if they looked like them. They could be picked up by the Aliens and prove that they're real by documentation. He believes its gonna work so much! He would even come in to see Rybocat with oil stains on his clothes.

'Cause I'm the right one On my touch-tone, touch-tone telephone Rybocat would receive updates from the project on his paw. It can be used as a smart phone of sorts. He felt a weird buzzing feeling whenever he looked at Miles now. He thinks its called Happiness. But it's probably more.

I'm the only one On your A.M., A.M. radio Rybocat hears announced on the radio more things like him. Except all of them are different. While he's best suited for mathematics and calculations. Some of the others would excel at other things like Languages and Arts. Coding. History. Most of them had something that Rybo did not however. No emotions. Allowing them to do anything the humans asked them too. It set off something within Rybo. He thinks its... unsettlement and disgust. He wishes he could help them. Help them feel like he does! Have emotions and friends... Rybo suddenly had nobody visiting his centre building. They all went to others. There was other robo's that could do mathematics better then he did. And none of them wouldn't not answer because some questions made them uncomfortable. The only person who would come is Miles. He feels a large attachment to Miles. Miles said that the other robots were boring and not as fun as he was. Not as real as him. Rybo thinks he's experiencing what love feels like.

Oh, I'm crying now, authentic tears Rybocat was told by his scientist that he was going to be scrapped the next day. As they had better people to do his job. The other robo's. Rybocat was terrified. He spent the day crying. Crying real tears. Why couldn't they see that he was real and not just faking it. He was real and he didn't want to be scrapped. He didn't want to die.

They flow out of me when I think about you What about all the things he promised he'd do with Miles. Explore space, discover aliens, summon ghosts. Miles. He doesn't want to leave his friend.

'Cause you're the only person in the world who'd understand 'Cause you're the only person in the world who'd understand the meaning of this Miles would understand how useful Rybo can still be. He'd be the only one that would understand all of the little jokes they'd come up with. Miles is the only person in the world that understands Rybocat.

Oh My God I try and I try and I try to make you listen to me However when I try to talk to him he wouldn't believe me. He would just say that it's impossible to get rid of me. I'm the only robot cat with emotions in the world. And he doesn't understand why they'd get rid of me.

I try to call you every day I'm rehearsing what to say when the truth comes out (Of my very own mouth) I've been working on a unified theory If I make it through tonight everybody's gonna hear me out 'Cause I'm the right one On my touch-tone, touch-tone telephone I'm the only one, hey! On your A.M., A.M. radio Miles realised he was horribly wrong when he was heading home that night. He saw a little festival set up. They were setup and celebrating for the first dissection of a high tech robot. He could see Rybocat's name printed everywhere. He was so wrong. There was even a TV to show the livestreaming of it. He ran home. He riled through his closet. He knew exactly how he felt for his cat friend Rybo. He knew exactly the fluttering feeling he felt in his chest when their bodies touched when they hugged or leaned against each other. He knew exactly that the adults were going to kill him tonight. And Miles wasn't going to let them kill the person he loved.

Don't hang up yet, I'm not done Rybo flinches awake out of sleep mode when he hears glass shattering. He jumps off of the... admittedly pathetic bed/charging station now he thinks about it.

I'm an expert, I'm the one He spots Miles taking off a black beanie he had covering his entire face. "I was wrong! I... They're gonna dissect you and kill you j-just for science or whatever but it's stupid! And I w-wont let them do that to you Rybo!!!"

The one who was right all along "B-but no matter what you do Miles. They're gonna find me. I'm 100 percent sure that they have me microchipped." "Heh... Well. Can they track a microchip travelling thousands of miles per hour in a space ship?" "What!?" "Come with me! I'll show you!" "But-" "No buts! Anything is better. Even if we fail it's gonna take longer for them to reach you and i'd do anything to make sure you're alive for longer." Rybocat lets out a genuine laugh as he grabs his friends hand. He even takes the Beanie from it, covering his own ears with it. Miles says it looks good on him as they're running. This is one of these times where Miles is happy that he lives on a giant farm on the outskirts of town surrounded by cornfields. Because it makes the perfect cover for everything he's been doing.

Better to be laughed at than wrong I'm an expert in my field UFOlogy, yes, it's all real Rybo was absolutely amazed when he reached Miles home to see a huge ship! Along with strange glowing creatures along side it. And... is that some of the other... Robots? "I can explain them later! All I know is that they tested it and it works! It works!"

Ancient aliens, it's all true I'm an expert just like you "You know what this means? We were right! The whole time!" "About-" "About Aliens! When you can communicate with them and explain things. They're even nicer than I thought! And the other robots? They heard about you and wanted to learn emotions too! They idolise you Rybo! They think you're amazing!" "Me?

And like you, I'm a genius before my time "Me? But i'm just... a stupid robot with feelings." "Are you kidding me?! You're the coolest fuckin' person in the entire world! You're the nicest and the smartest and I think I love you!?" "I THINK I LOVE YOU TOO?"

Disbelieving, that's the real crime They hear sirens blare after their admittance of feelings. It's then they decide to talk about that later and instead head into the ship and leave. Leave the place full of people who don't believe.

Pretty soon they'll discover me in the Super-Sargasso Sea Rybocat has one thing he loved the most about leaving Earth. The feeling of Miles hand in his paw. And the shit eating grin he let out as he watched shocked adults see the ship float up into the air and away.

I try to call you every day What can I say when the truth comes out? (Of my very own mouth) I've been working on a unified theory If I make it through tonight everybody's gonna hear me out (Now, now, now) 'Cause I'm the right one On my touch-tone, touch-tone telephone I'm the only one On your A.M., A.M. radio

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A long time has passed and Rybocat thinks that on earth it would be about 2030. He leans into a microphone while facing a hologram on his ship, sitting behind a desk. Microphones infront of them. Rybocat has even got a shirt and jacket. Along with the Beanie he was given years ago by his now husband. He leans into the microphone after hitting a button on the control panel on the desk. "Hello everyone! This is Rybocat and Miles. The Earth's smartest escapists! You're listening to 51.6 Space AM Radio! Today we will be taking questions about the planet earth and what it was like when we occupied it. Connection-lines are now open for contact!"

Rybocat loves his life. In space, talking about the wonderful things of the universe.

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And that’s my little story! I hope whoever reading this enjoyed!

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